Quotes About Romance

The power of a kiss is a heady pleasure, one that teases the mind, warms the heart, lifts the soul and tempts the body.

Jane," he whispered as the streaks of dawn broke through their bedroom window. "Once more. In the daylight, so I can see you with the sun upon your skin." And she rolled over, smiled, and held open her arms to him, welcoming him home at last.

Clasping her to him, he hugged her for a long while and she felt his guilt and fear subside. "Do you want to see something very special—something magical?" Giggling she whispered, "You already showed me that this morning." He swatted her bottom. "Minx! Not that!

But this night is not through. We've made love. And now, to the bed, where the f*cking will commence.

She followed the melting flakes, revelling in the thickness, the softness of his hair, which he wore long. She had loved to run her fingers through it before. Tug at it in mounting pleasure. Snuggle into it in the shared intimacy of their loving.

The man was an enigma. One minute he was looking at her as though he would kiss her senseless, the next he refused to even talk to her, much less look at her.

I love your taste, my shundori," he murmured, and she felt his body tense beneath her. "I can't get enough of it. I can't get enough of you.

I was madly in love with not so much what was there as with what I supposed to be there.

If a man loves a girl who is in the first place young and inexperienced; who in the second place is educated with a background of caveman tradition, a middle-ground of poetry and romance, and a foreground of unspoken hope and interest all centering upon the one Event; and who has, furthermore, absolutely no other hope or interest worthy of the name - why, it is a comparatively easy manner to sweep her off her feet with a dashing attack.

No, it wasn't lovers but friends - these courageous, shining people - you pursued, romanced with dinners and gifts and weekends away.

some of the best sex I can barely remember.

She was crossing the street to come to me when the car hit her. We planned a special date to celebrate our tenth anniversary. We left our eight-year-old daughter Samantha with a babysitter, snuck out in separate cars, parked the cars and walked toward each other on opposite sides of the street. We pretended we were meeting by mistake, as though we'd just glimpsed each other across the street and had to rush together.

Anyone who's a great kisser, I'm always interested in.

If I could reach the stars I'd give 'em all to you Then you'd love me, love me Like you used to do

Every affair is a fairy tale or a tragedy.

The man has not been created who is disinterested in kissing.

Low in her body she felt a molten heat, and soon her beloved Thomas began to plunge into her pool of liquid.

I could fall in love with this woman.

Even if it was not a love match for either of them.

I've a deuced strong desire to kiss you," he said huskily.

This is the main course," he declared. "Later, I'll provide dessert." From the salacious gleam in his eye, she understood that he wasn't referring to food. "Do I get to pick my favorite?" "With my avid assistance.

But wouldn't it be more amusing if I stayed? You could climb in the tub again, and I could wash you. Or---" he glanced down at his pants that so graphically outlined his masculine form---"I could soak in the water, and you could bathe me . Either way, I promise the experience will be everything you desire. And more.

I decided that I wanted to have one memory of you with your clothes on." "Beast," she chuckled. "If you wished to see me dressed, you only had to request it." "Plus, it's so fun to remove everything"---he stared at her over the rim of his stemmed goblet---"piece by piece.

He kissed me hard and I kissed him back harder, like it was the end of an era that had lasted all of my life.